I want to cry, but I cannot. I simply let the Peacekeepers push me towards the train and I get on.

Inside, a buffet of food awaits. I gap. This food would serve my entire family for a week. And I think it's only the first course.

"Sit down Kayleen," invites Kilee.

I nod and sit next to the boy tribute, Jenik. He looked tough before but now he is trying hard not to cry. I don't know if it's the right thing to do, but I gently pat his back. I hate to see suffering.

Luckily, he smiles gratefully at me and starts the soup. Next to me are some things made of metal, and in front of me is a soup in a bowl.

I pick up one of the metal objects that has a long handle with a half circle at the end. I stick it in my soup, and sure enough, the soup stays in the half circle when I pull it out.

I drink the soup, smiling at it's wonderful fresh taste.

"Excuse me!" I say to one of the servers.

He comes over.

"Umm… what is this soup made out of it's just delicious!" I smile at him.

He stares back at me, not saying anything.

"Kayleen! That server is an Avox! And you shouldn't be speaking with the servers anyway," scolds Kilee.

"What's an Avox?" I ask, feeling dumb.

Summer rolls her eyes. "An Avox is a person who is a traitor or a rebel, they have had their tongue cut out so they cannot speak."

"Oh," I reply softly. I look at the person again. The awkward way they swallow. The pained, frightened look in his eyes. He had lost his tongue. It was probably painful.

I turn back to my soup. Now I'll never know what that soup was made out of….

Through the rest of the amazing meal, Kilee makes small talk with me and Jenik, asking about our hobbies, siblings, stuff like that.

But I just focus on the food really. Duck breast with a honey sauce, salad covered in blackberry dressing, a cake made out of coffee, which I grow a liking for, and lamb stew, with dried fruit in it. It's so amazing, I ask for seconds even though I've already had too much to eat, and I don't get denied. The final course is simple, it is a creamy white thing on top of a piece of bread made crispy and shaped like a traffic cone. I look at it in confusion.

Meanwhile, Jenik has picked his up by the cone part.

"My mom told me about these, it's called an ice cream cone, you pick it up by the cone and you lick the ice cream," he whispers to me.

I smile my thanks and follow his lead, picking up the cone and licking the ice cream. It's delicious, and I lick till all that's left is the cone.

Jenik has eaten his cone.

"Don't worry, it's edible and tasty, too." He smiles at me. I bite into it and a sweet taste fills my mouth. I bite again. It tastes very good,

"I'm a bit of a cook myself, my Mother's father is the baker, his name is Plutarch Mellark. So he taught me a few things, and my mom did too, and I taught myself some things on my own," Jenik smiles at me.

Why is he being nice to me?

"Umm… I'm a bit of a cook myself as well," I laugh awkwardly. "My sister Shayla can do everything except cook, so that's up to me and my mom, and she doesn't know what she's doing, so…. Basically just me."

He nods sympathetically. "I heard that your parents didn't come visit you."

I smile bitterly. "Where did you hear that?"

He smiles. "The walls aren't that thick, I could hear you say that your parents didn't come."

"Oh." I seem to be saying that a lot now.

He nods. "Yeah well for the Games, you remind me a lot of my younger sister, she's only 9 but you guys act alike, her name is Odessa. You want to be… allies, I could never kill you I don't know how I could kill anyone actually."

I smile. "Odessa. That's a pretty name. And I need all the help I can get. So yeah, let's be allies."

We shook hands under the table while Kilee chatted with Summer, who yawned and looked bored the whole time.

"Tributes!" Smiled Kilee, talking in her annoying Capitol accent. "You should go to bed soon, you can take showers, then you'll find nightclothes in your dressers. Tomorrow's a big big day!"

"Okay sure, see you tomorrow Jenik," I quickly smiled at him. Then I went to my room, with its customized shower, giant fluffy bed, and endless supply of clothes. I didn't feel better or comforted. I took a long hot shower, crying the whole time.

I could never kill anyone. And an alliance…. The more I get to know someone, the harder they will be to kill. I don't want to kill anyone…. Maybe I could get through the whole Hunger Games with no kills. The last death could be the 2nd and 3rd place tributes killing each other at exactly the same time, maybe. But what about Jenik and Odessa?

"But what about May and Shayla?" I thought to myself. Jenik would have to die if I wanted to get home.

But as I put on my fluffy pajamas and slid into my warm fluffy bed, luxuries I had never experience before, I vowed that I would not be the one to kill him.

Hey Guys!

So I'm here again! Soon we'll be getting to the actual games, and you guys can vote on allies and stuff, and who you want you die first and stuff. But until then, review and give your opinions about every character!

Although the Hunger Games idea is mine, I own every character written so far. There will be one character(hint: the host of the Hunger Games) that was in the Hunger Games but besides that, they are all mine. Including President Snow's father, the President, also named President Snow. : D

So hope you guy are enjoying this I'll try to update more often!

And thanks to princessanastasiaromanov464 and maximumrider99 for reviewing.

Kate